My precious little angel, born on the seventh day of the seventh month, is now seven months old. I mused first when she was seven weeks old and then seven days later. It’s time for this next instalment.
She is growing into such a beautiful little girl. Her smile is not only gorgeous but also has the power to make all other things melt into insignificance. It is a constant in our days. She takes delight in everything and I take delight in her.
I am in awe of how much she can process and learn. Everything is new and everything is a challenge but she’s more than capable. She is crawling like a pro (and has been for almost two months). I can see the signs of her skill development on a daily basis. At first she seems awkward with the task but within a day or two she has usually mastered what she set out to achieve. She is an inspiration.
Happy Seven Months, my sweet little Rose.